Sunday, April 20, 2014

(Source: mathbuus)

Saturday, April 19, 2014

herkindoftea:

brotherstories:

"State I’m In"- Needtobreathe

It’s almost summer. I’m sitting on my front porch, iced coffee in hand. The sun and I are hanging out for another hour or so. I couldn’t tell ya where my roommates and friends are. And I’m lost in deep, muddy thoughts. The kind that steal your shoes and leave you walking home barefoot. 

And then this song happens. I suddenly don’t mind that I’m barefoot. I don’t mind that life is just a bit confusing. Bills don’t worry me. Work doesn’t stress me out. I’m lost in the foot stomping, hand clapping, table dancing magic. 

I’d pay a pretty penny to be dancing with y’all right about now. But until then…

Cheers.

Needtobreathe is always a favorite. 

Anything that gets your blood racing is probably worth doing. Hunter S. Thompson (via xokrista)
Friday, April 18, 2014

newkidzonthecock:

i will commit a million crimes until he arrests me.

(Source: adoradordepelos)

The dripping blood our only drink,
The bloody flesh our only food:
In spite of which we like to think
That we are sound, substantial flesh and blood —
Again, in spite of that, we call the Friday good.
T.S. Eliot - The Four Quartets: East Coker, IV

(Source: modernbasedball)

So plant your own gardens and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers. Jorge Luis Borges (via expeditum)